Dislodging moss, Whiskers scampered up the tip of the fallen tree and along its trunk after their dive.
“Great!” Briar petted. “You’ve saved us hours!”
He turned to a wide eyed, stone faced, slightly green Pepper behind him. “You alright?”
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